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Loud oer Cardonalds rocky steep
Rude Cartha pours in boundless measure,
But 1 will ford the whirling deep
That roars between me and my treasure.
Yes, Mary, tho' the torrent rave
Wi' jealous spite to keep me frae thee,
Its deepest flood I'd bauldiy brave,
For ae sweet secret moment wi' thee.
The watch-dog's bowling loads the blast,
And makes the nightly wand'rer eerie,
But when the lonesome way is past,
1 11 to this bosom clasp mv Mary.
Yes, Mary, tho' stern winter rave
With a' his storms to keep me frae thee,
The wildest dreary nig-bt T'l brave
For ae sweet secret moment wi' thee.